STAR SHATTERED HYMNS

I used to know God,

The way I knew myself.

I would sit on the edge of her bed

As I felt her love sew the scars left on my wrists

I used to love God,

The way she loved me.

She glowed a fluorescent hue

Her skin sparkled with a stained glass shine.

I loved god for many moons.

I was hurt by God,

And she didn’t even care.

Her love picked apart my skin.

My lust stained skin stays scarred,

For she’s no longer here.

I used to know God,

And I used to know myself.

Her love picked apart my skin.

Now as a broken toy, I sit forever on her shelf.